... Matt was really good about it when a big flow would go in his hand he would pull his fingers out and feed it to me and I would lick his hand clean...tasting the juice and wanting more.. Then he would work his fingers back in me.. By now it was 1:30 or 2:00 a clock and the beach was crowded people were walking by I don't know if they knew what was going on or if they even cared all I know is I was so hot and juicy all I wanted was his long thick cock in me.. It was all I could think of as his. It wasn’t but a week later that I got a frantic phone call from Sarah. She said her basement was getting flooded and she could hear water rushing in and didn’t know what to do. I told her I’d be right over. I grabbed my rubber boots and headed next door. She met me at the door nearly in tears. “The basement…it’s its filling up with water,” she stammered. “Please can you do something?”, she pleaded. She was now sobbing. Despite the gravity in her voice, I couldn’t help but notice how her. " I smiled. "Not only is it okay, but we both find it to be a big turn on." I took Renee by the hand and we went inside the house. There were several bedrooms, but it was easy to find which one Susan was in. She is extremely vocal and her moans echoed throughout the hallway. We stopped in the doorway and I let Renee stand in front of me so she could get a clear view of her mother in law getting her pussy pounded by our friend, Curtis. "OH YES, OH YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MY PUSSY." my. "But you're not afraid?" Nope, I know you're going to do what you want to me, with me, or for me and I can't do a thing about it." You're right, and don't you forget it." Oh, I won't," I said."You want to go home so you can go back to work?" Yes and no, ma'am. I'm probably in fairly serious trouble at work but mom left me a pile and I work because its my civic duty and I like my job, mostly ... but I don't have to work. The second reason is that short redheaded fireball in there recovering.".